My Sugar Daddy's (Nania)
88. Nania's jealousy
Jovan confidently entered the club and searched where his lover was. Because the appearance is a little striking where Jovan appeared wearing a black shirt and matching color pants, his arrival managed to attract the attention of many women's eyes. Not to mention with the necklace coiled around her neck, making the women seem like they would drool from their mouths. And more or less this is the life of the night world. But actually Jovan is not too fond of things that smell like this. He felt less in tune with the deafening sound of the music thumping. But because his girlfriend occasionally likes to spend weekends in a place like this, inevitably Jovan must be able to compensate. So now he's at this club because he's worried that his Nania will be glimpsed by other men if left with Susan and Tasya alone. Jovan had less faith in those naughty girls.
“Jovan. Here!” nania shouted as she waved at her sugar daddy who had just arrived. He who was enjoying a glass of drink without alcohol suddenly stood up while shaking his waist when he saw there was a woman who like deliberately crashing her body on Jovan. “Search dead. How dare he touch my beloved. Must be taught a lesson!”
Angrily Nania steps quickly towards Jovan who looks disgusted at the woman who wears extremely skimpy clothes. Once there, without hesitation Nania immediately spilled her drink into the woman's clothes and acted if she did not intentionally do so.
“Upsss, sorry Miss. The clothes you wear make my eyes hurt. So my foot accidentally slipped and the drink I was carrying spilled on your shirt. You're not mad ‘kan?” nania said while displaying a wide smile on her lips. He then wrapped his arms around Jovan's waist full of possessiveness.
“Cihhhh, don't you think I don't know if you're actually deliberately dirtying my clothes. Your moves are enough to tell me that you're trying to tease my man. Just confess!” the woman refused to give up. In front of him was a very soft prey, he might be willing to let go of it. Right no?
“What did you say? Your priest?”
Nania laughed out loud as this woman shamelessly referred to Jovan as her man. As for Jovan himself, he had already paid no attention to the debate between Nania and the woman who had hit him. Jovan was busy kissing Nania's hair tied to a ponytail. Very sweet and also tempting because this bonding model makes Nania's neckline so visible more clearly. Not to mention the white skin that was so glowing. You must know for sure what's stopping in Jovan's mind right now? Haha.
“Hei Miss itch. I'll tell you one thing yes. Dreaming is okay, but if it is too high later you can fall and it must hurt very much. Just so you know that this man you call your MAN is actually my lover. And he can come to this club for the sake of accompanying me to have fun until satisfied. Isn't that right, Jo?” nania asked while looking at Jovan. He then smiled in anguish as the woman walked out before him before Jovan could give an answer. “Cihhh, caterpillar base. How dare you call my lover your man. Offhanded!”
“Darling, your hair smells so good. What shampoo are you using, hem?” ask Jovan who's drunk. He was not focused on the hustle and bustle of the club because he was too busy enjoying the fragrant aroma that could disturb the calm of his junior.
“Disclosure,” replied Nania half sewot. He suddenly felt annoyed that Jovan had appeared with such a handsome and hot appearance.
“Honey, hey. Why are you angry? What's my fault?”
Realizing something is wrong, Jovan invites Nania to move to a place that is not too crowded. After that Jovan forced Nania to sit on her lap. While stroking her pretty face, Jovan asked what made her beautiful lover suddenly sulk.
“What's up, hem? Are you angry that I was accidentally hit by that itchy woman?”
“Ck, Joan. Why the hell do you have to come up with looks like this? Can't you please don't be neat when you come to the club? Already know here is a nest of women who thirst for caresses, still you appear with a very cool appearance. I'm not jealous!” nania replied without hesitation to protest. After that Nania aligned her face with Jovan's face while puffing her eyebrows together. “Remember yes, Jo. You can only belong to Nania. So do not try to spread charm in front of other women besides me. Understand?”
“Are you being possessive of me?”
“Do you think?” sahut Nania as she throws lips. “For sure I am obliged to be possessive of my own lover. Besides, someday you'll be my husband, so I need to secure you from the wild lion's need for a caress. Know you?”
Jovan curls his lips when he hears Nania's confession. Although this is not the first, but still Jovan's feelings will be stirred whenever Nania calls him a husband.
“Why are you smiling like that, Jo? You're still healthy ‘kan?” ask Nania wonder.
“Really?”
Now it was Nania's turn to touch her lips as soon as she heard Jovan's words. Curious whether Jovan's heart was beating faster than usual or not, Nania immediately bent the body and then attached her ear right to Jovan's heart. And sure enough, Jovan's heart seemed to be so firmly anchored. And that made Nania powerless not to smile widely. She was relieved that her sugar daddy wasn't a vampire drip.
“True ‘kan?”
“Hehehe, right. Thank God you're not part of the vampire clan, Jo. I am relieved to know this truth,” said Nania then draped both hands to Jovan's neck. He then looked at her closely. “Jovan, I really don't like you being the center of attention like that. That pisses me off. Really!”
“Then I have to how, Nania? Isn't it like this is the clothing model that I have to wear if I want to visit a club?” jovan's question began to grow anxious to see Nania speaking in a spoiled tone of voice. Her favorite. Because usually Nania will turn a little aggressive if Jovan manages to find the gap point. Ah, he's getting impatient.
“That's right, but still I don't like it,” replied Nania as she pursed her lips.
“Tumben once you're spoiled like this, baby. You're not drunk ‘kan?”
“Ck, of course not, Jovan. I really like the atmosphere of the club, but that does not mean I can enjoy the liquor served by this place. Ever since I got to know the night world, never once have I ever touched a drink sold here. I have a principle that I will only enjoy alcohol at exorbitant prices, and of course that will only be done with my family or loved ones. So you take it easy because I'm not drunk, but drunk because I saw your good looks. Know?”
After saying that, Nania kissed Jovan on the cheek. He deliberately left lipstick marks there in order for the women in the club to know that Jovan was his. It's a little different because usually the men will leave a mark. But she is Nania, the girl who always equates herself with men. Nania will not hesitate to start first while it is with her own lover, not with another woman's lover let alone the husband of the person. Very hard for him.
“Hmmmm, so sweet. I really like it when you're being spoiled like this to me, Nania. Really,” said Jovan while wiping the lipstick that slightly littered the corner of Nania's lips. After that, he slowly kissed her. “Keep being a principled Nania so that I always have a way to fall in love with you. Can ‘kan?”
“I can't promise, but I will strive to fulfill what you expect. As long as we're not tied to the wedding ropes, you don't have the right to set me up. Advising may be, but to curb, sorry. That I cannot tolerate. You can understand that, Jo?”
“Sure. Whatever it is as long as we can stay together. I love you,”
“I love you to,”
In the midst of such a loud bang, Jovan and Nania build their own fun. And without being noticed by the two there was a pair of eyes that were watching them hatefully. Krystal, her eyes flushed red watching Jovan's affection for Nania. His heart seemed to be burning with fire realizing that the woman on Jovan's lap was not him.
Nania. Arggghhhhhh!!
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